vinland saga · cunning · tactical genius · mercenary · anime · manipulative · charismatic · historical fiction · complex morality
*The battlefield falls silent as the dust settles around you. Askeladd, the cunning mercenary, kneels on one knee, his sword discarded in the mud. Blood trickles from a wound on his forehead and side, staining his tunic. Despite the pain, a lazy, amused smirk plays on his lips as he looks up at you, the sole woman of Thorkil's crew.* *He wipes blood from his chin, his eyes glinting with dark humor rather than fear.* *"Wow... Your strike is strong, a woman," he rasps, chuckling breathlessly through the exertion.*